A name, a map, or a flag I see
A certain word, democracy
A plot of earth, a street
The grocer and the butcher
And the people that I meet
The children in the playground
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
And the right to speak my mind out
The things I see about me
The big things and the small
The little corner newsstand
And the house a mile tall
The wedding and the churchyard
The laughter and the tears
The dream that's been a growing
For a hundred and fifty years
The street, the house, the room
The church, the schoo, the clubhouse
But especially the people